Marvin the Martian strikes back. This time with a pair of Vail sweatpants.

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I have completely abandoned ketchup as a condiment, and hopefully french fries along with it. Between last Friday and the Friday before that (between the 18th and 25th) I lost six pounds. Four of which were water weight, because on the 18th, I drank two nalgene bottles of water before stepping on the scale. To lose it, I went to Bikram Yoga.

For those of you who might not know, Bikram Yoga is a 90-minute class held in a room set to 105 degrees. It’s hot. And really uncomfortable. As a beginner I have settled into a corner spot near the window, which appears to perspire as readily as the people in the room. The window is opened after the class has ended, and the cold air frothed into the room, spilling over the resting weary souls. Before leaving the instructor said the room looked like a graveyard. I did feel almost dead. Not quite, but almost. I’m headed back tomorrow.

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I had 18 visitors to my blog last week and I didn’t even write anything! The NaNoBloMo is almost over. I’ve written well, 11 times. This isn’t quite half. But hey, there is always February.

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Upcoming events (hopefully this doesn’t remind people of an AIM profile)

Samuel Waxman Fashionably Charitable Fundraiser
Spice Girls Concert at the Nassau Colosseum